I miss you when I wake roll over and see You're empty spot
Lord I know you won't stand there with the door open but will you come when I knock
I miss you in the afternoon when I'm sitting at the table. Set for one and there's no one there to talk.
Lord, I know you won't stand there with the door open. But will you come when i knock
I Miss you in the night when I am doing nothing right standing there. Drinking about to pick a fight.
Lord, I know you won't stand there with the door open but will you come when I knock.
I miss you when I leave the house. Turn and look at the door and realize I have no reason for a lock.
Lord, I know you won't stand there with the door open but will you come when I knock.
So I sit here writing these words lonely and wishing. But with no regrets hoping and dreaming that you'll never forget.
Lord, I know you won't stand there with the door open but will you come when I knock
